Liadso - Só Uns Rastrinhos Meus Aqui.

volta pra comemorar essa vida tão bonita

você merecia tanto mais.

Vamos lá, só dessa vez, que seja mais que minha imaginação.

Chega uma hora

na vida, que a gente

simplesmente não se

importa e convive bem 

com isso

Dear Dawsey, Amelia, Isola, Eben, Eli and Kit, please forgive me. That’s first. I hope you will forgive me breaking the promise I made not to write about your Society. We had a trust I am profoundly sorry to have betrayed. Secondly, know that this manuscript is yours alone to do with what you will. I will not publish it. That’s not why I wrote it. “Earth seemed a desert I was bound to traverse, seeking to find the old familiar faces,” Charles Lamb wrote. Without knowing it, I feel I have been searching for the old familiar faces for many years now, and can’t quite account for why I recognise these as yours. But I do. Do you suppose it’s possible for us to already belong to someone before we’ve met them? If so, I belong to you, or you to me, or me simply to the spirit I found among you on Guernsey. That is as good a definition of family as any I know. Thank you for sharing the story of your family with me. And for sharing Elizabeth. Though I did not get to meet her myself, I feel keenly how her life has changed the arc of my own forever, in ways I am only just beginning to discover. I wish you all peace, and hope that if books do have the power to bring people together, this one may work its magic. 

                                                                                            Love, Juliet

Clair De Lune playing from another room Claude Debussy

ah,

se pelo menos lembrássemos do quanto somos breves, decerto que seríamos instantes melhores.

Joanne Leonard, Another Morning, 1971

Seus olhos são de quem carrega constelações inteiras alma a dentro.

Seu olhar releva sua alma  (via atemporalizar)

It’s easier not to go back at all.

1917 2019 – Sam Mendes

I love that word. Forever. I love that forever doesn’t exist, but we have a word for it anyway, and use it all the time. It’s beautiful and doomed.

Viv Albertine (via sunsetquotes)